#dr.stone x reader

being around the scientist could be stressful at times, really, mostly due to his reckless behavior toward the manner he had to handle chemical products. honestly, you had lost track of how many times you had to scold him, to remind him of being careful. 

even if he managed to get hurt each time anyway.

and somewhere along the line, you gave up on trying to prevent any more scars from littering his skin. but you knew that he would always find his way back to you to check on his injuries nonetheless.

at least, he lets you assist him for bigger projects in case things tend to get out of hand.

while moonlight filtered through the half closed curtains of the laboratory, you and senku diligently worked on a new project. it was quiet except for the occasional instructions the scientist gave you or the owl singing somewhere close. it was easy to work with senku in this calmness, when you didn’t have to rush through the process.

until a second of inattention ruined everything the two of you had worked on for the past hours.

all of this because of an error in the dosage.

the explosion that was created wasn’t a major one though, but sufficient to cause damages both on the surrounding material and senku ─ as he was the closest of the blast. while you, on the other hand, were stunned by the sudden detonation.

it wasn’t until a few seconds later that you finally moved, despite a white, deafening noise making your ears throbbed. you stumbled over nothing in the process when you were just trying to reach the medical box.

seeing senku writhing in pain honestly made your stomach churns. 

“it’s okay.. you’re gonna be okay..” the crack in your voice didn’t even hide the concern gnawing at your throat.  

slowly, delicately, you loosen the bandages wrapped around his wrists to see the extent of the unwanted results. 

it wasn’t as bad as you believed it would be, but it wasn’t good either.

“it’s not a few burns that will kill me..” still, the tremble in his voice betrayed a certain level of pain he wouldn’t admit out loud. even worse when you began to clean the small wounds here and there.

“i know, it’ll take a lot more than that, you’re stronger that it looks like afterall.” lightning the mood wasn’t exactly your domain of expertise and yet hearing senku snort made your heart swell with bliss. “we’ll try again anyway, and it will be a success this time.” you slowly wrapped his forearms with clean bandages, a soft smile drawing on your lips.

“ten billion percent like always.”

You, who he's been in love with for years. You, who didn't care about those trivial things about him, you cared more about him as a person. You, who has seen his darkest days and still stayed. You, who he's been dating for about a year and a half now. No wonder his attention was all yours (and Xeno’s, but that's a bit different.)

Stanley never hid that he cared about you, he was obvious, and that angered a lot. To the others, you were just someone random, someone who wasn't special. You weren't any big name like captain of the cheer team, or queen bee and you weren't one of the popular kids. They hated that you had Stanley for yourself, they hated that he was head over heels for you. That should be them in your shoes, It's only right! You were a nobody and they couldn't accept their dashing prince to be claimed by some commoner in their eyes.

Valentine's day came, and like normal teenage girls with a crush, they decided to give stuff to Stanley. Expensive chocolates, random gifts that they think he’d like, and love letters confessing their undying love (or what Xeno likes to call, unyielding obsession.)

His locker was annoyingly filled to the brim with pink and red envelopes, this desk was overflowing with sweets and snacks. Girls were lingering outside his classroom just to get a glimpse of him. He hated the attention if he was being honest, he disliked being followed around, stopped every hour and confessed to or whatever.

Last valentines, he got more than 20 letters asking for him to meet them at the rooftop. A bit cliché, and honestly? not a very private area considering a shit ton of people bring others there too. He didn't read those letters, you and Xeno did, out loud for him too.

You three decided to hang out at Xeno’s place after school after convincing Stanley to not throw away the gifts. He met you with a questioning gaze, to which you replied with “Entertainment. It's gonna be a fun night!” The chocolates were sprawled across the floor, different brands and different flavors, some expensive and some home made. Cookies and cupcakes were set on a plate, Xeno and you were already beginning to eat them.

“So, why’d you want me to not throw away the gifts? I understand the food, but the letters?” Stanley asked, sitting on Xeno’s bed as you and the aspiring scientist were on the floor, surrounded by the letters. “Well, Xee and I were curious about them! We wanna see the type of stuff the girls write to you.” you replied, holding one letter. “Oh? and why? jealous are we, y/n?” Stan teased, a smirk on his painted lips. “Ha! As if, you barely acknowledge them. You’ve chased after me for years! I'm secure enough.” you answered, and that's true. You knew Stanley was the loyal type, he courted you for years before you answered him and made him your boyfriend. And he hasn't done anything that would warrant your jealousy.

“Good. But even you, Xee? this isn't exactly your topic of interest?” Stan answered, looking at his best friend curiously. “I'm currently researching the science of attraction. It's tied heavily to the body’s chemical reaction so I need data on it. What better way than reading through letters of unfiltered confessions by hormonal teenage girls?” Xeno answered swiftly.

“Ohh, ok let's start with this one… ‘Dear Stanley, since the day I first laid my eyes on you, I have fallen deeply in love with you. You are like the stars in the sky, shining heavily. Please give me a chance!’ “ you read out the letter from a sparkly pink envelope.

“Love at first sight, common. That happens when you see something you like, or in this case, someone attractive enough to like, and your body releases the happy hormones like Dopamine and Oxytocin, which gives the giddy and excited feeling.” Xeno explained.

“This one just reads ‘please meet me at the rooftop after class, xoxo’ “ You continued, going through the whole pile. “In total, you have received 54 love letters and 16 notes. 32 of which asked you to meet with them somewhere, mostly the school’s rooftop.” Xeno read out the tally he was keeping count.

“This excites you guys? reading nonsense given to me? At this point y/n, I'm kinda sad you don't feel jealous. You just gonna let them talk about your man like that?” Stan teased again, he was now laying on the bed, his phone on his stomach after scrolling through it while you read the letters.

“Eh, they can say all they want. In the end, you're still mine after all.” you smiled. “Plus, imagine a bunch of girls just waiting for you up at the rooftop only for you to be a no show? bet they are fighting over themselves now?” you chuckled. “If only we knew sooner, we could have installed hidden cameras and microphones there.” Xeno added.

Back to the present, he was still facing the same dilemma. Knowing what would happen today, you gave Stanley a big tote bag to put all the gifts in, which will be consumed by you and Xeno later today.

“Hey Stan~” a feminine voice spoke, he didn't bother looking at the direction, he knew who it was and what they wanted. He just laid his head on his arms and closed his eyes. “Stan? Stanleyyy!” the voice continued, now poking him. It was getting irritating, he looked up and glared at the person, making them flinch, but regained their posture immediately. “Hey~ I was wondering if you wanna go with me to this new dessert place downtown today” the girl asked, twirling her hair. “Nah, not interested.” Stan spoke, “Why? don't like sweets? that's fine, we can find somewhere else!” she exclaimed, hopeful. “No, I mean I ain't interested in going anywhere with you, or anyone else for that matter.” He answered sharply, leaving the girl confused.

“But why? It's Valentine's day!” she argued, “Yea exactly, which is why i’ll be spending it with my partner and not some random girl who won't stop bothering me.” Stan answered, annoyed at this point. “P-partner?” the girl was shocked. “Yea, partner. Y/N. You are either dense or just deny that fact. We aren't exactly a secret or private.” Stan replied. “Her?! Why her? you can do so much bett-” Stanley didn't even let her finish what she was saying when he signaled her to stop.

“Say one bad thing about them and you're done for. Scram.” Stan ordered, his voice sharp, leaving no room for discussion. The girl went back to her seat, almost in tears. The whole room witnessed it, how could they not? It was Stanley Snyder rejecting someone and revealing he has a partner. (To which Xeno replied with “Humans do love ignoring facts when it's not beneficial to them” when Stanley recalled this encounter later that day.)

News of this spread like wildfire. The girls who hated you back then because you were taking Stanley’s attention were for sure plotting your downfall now that Stanley himself confirmed your relationship. The glares sent your way were harsher than usual. But you didn't care, you kind of liked their anger.

Until you were cornered in the bathroom, typical American scenario. “Stay away from Snyder.” one of the girls said, you recognised her to be the school’s proclaimed queen bee or whatever, you didn't care. “oh? stay away from MY boyfriend?” you emphasized. “You bitch! you stole him from me!” She screamed at you, attempting to slap you, you caught her wrist in time. “Oh honey, he doesn't even know your name.” you answered, twisting her arm.

Her minions tried to hold you down, but you held them off of you (Stanley taught you self defense, you didn't realize you'd be using it on desperate popular girls trying to steal your lover.) “Why don't you leave me alone, and I don't tell Stan about this encounter and make him ignore y’all more than he already does, how does that sound, hmm?” you asked, holding the queen bee’s face in your hands. “Oh well, you don't get to choose. I'm not some soft, easily threatened person. Xeno is my best friend, I've been through more threatening things in my life.” you added, before walking out the door.

Later that day, you told Stan and Xeno about the encounter in the comfort room as you and Xeno opened letters. Stan was furious, they crossed the line. Xeno was already plotting revenge. You reassured them both that you handled it and will handle it in the future.

Stan decided to post something on his social media, which he rarely does. It was a photo of you two. With the caption, “Forever♥️ Hurt them and you're dead to me.”

Stan might have lots of eyes on him, but that means nothing to the man whose loyalty knows no bounds. His eyes are only on you. He knew he was yours since that day you shot that nerf bullet directly at his forehead when you were 10 years old.

Bonus scene:

“Due to us not being ready last year, I decided to be ready this year! I set up cameras and microphones on the rooftop. Though, I think the number of people who will still want to ‘meet you at the rooftop’ has lessened since the news of you two officially being together has spread.” Xeno announced, opening his laptop to open the camera feed.

To his surprise, there are still at least 20 girls up there. All glaring at each other and questioning why they're there. Everyone answered the same name, “Stanley Snyder”

“Babe, you should post a story about us right now. Pretend we're on a date or something. Watch their moods fall.” You said, an evil smile on your face.

“Well, c’mere then.” Stan beckoned you next to him on the bed, you crawled your way to his arms and wrapped yours around him. Stan took the photo as Xeno set up the TV to make it look like a movie date, which Stan took a photo of as well. “I’ll put ‘movie date with the loml’ with a cheesy song.” Stan said as you laughed. “Anddd, posted.” Stan announced, you three looking back at Xeno’s laptop and waiting for the girls’ reaction.

“Stanley posted?!” One of them said, opening the story. “Movie date with the love of my life…” one other read out. “We've stood up again!” another exclaimed, almost crying. “Stood up my ass, I didn't ask any of you to go there.” Stan muttered, with you and Xeno laughing. “Oh Stanley Snyder, you are a cruel cruel man.” You joked, giving your man a kiss.

Masterlist

Senku

You've been up hours waiting for your boyfriend, Senku Ishigami. A couple months ago Senku had a new project to work on. He had asked you if he could come home an hour later than usual, you said yes. Of course you didn't mind, you were just glad he asked.

But as time moved on an hour turned into two hours and two hours turned into him not being home until after 12:00 AM most days.

So here you are, fighting sleep, waiting for him to get home. Until you hear the door crack open at 12:43 AM. Senku walked in, eye bags under his eyes. Your heart ached as you watched him notice you were there.

His face was full of guilt. He instantly knew you had been waiting. "I...I'm sorry..." The confident Senku was apologizing. He had been so wrapped up in his experiment that he had been neglecting you.

He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't stop experimenting. "I...I should've been home.."

"Senku..." You whispered, stepping closer to him. "Please come home earlier...I miss eating dinner together."

"I know, I shouldn't have not come home." He paused...only for a moment. "I broke your trust, I'm sorry." He apologized again.

"It's okay, just come home earlier, and everything will be okay."

And then, the same Senku you had known for years said this, "Can we cuddle?"

"Yeah, of course."

Gen

Your boyfriend Gen is a mentalist. A celebrity. He has a lot of shows that he does.

Lately he's been extra busy. He hasn't paid any attention to. You were annoyed. You wanted to spend time with him. Of course you did. He always new how to make you smile and laugh.

When he finally got home he saw you. He looked at you and sat down next to you, "Why're you still up?" He boops your nose.

"Don't act like that, you know I'm mad."

"Yes. I do."

"Can you...just..."

Gen listens carefully, waiting for you to finish.

"Can you come home any sooner?"

He has pure remorse in his eyes. "I..I can." His voice breaks, strained.

"Then why don't you?"

"Because if I do I won't make as much money. I won't be able to charge as much for tickets, we won't have as much."

"Gen...I don't care about that, I care about our time together."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." You answered almost immediately.

Gen looks even more guilty.

"Come home earlier." You said without any room for argument.

"Yes, Ma'am/Sir/whatever you use...."

Tsukasa

Tsukasa had been spending extra time doing fights so his sister would be okay in the hospital. You didn't want to tell him to stop, he's just helping his sister, but you have to admit...You miss his attention.

So when you finally heard the door open you went to him shyly and hug him. "Tsukasa?"

"Yes?"

"I missed you."

"I missed you too."

This was not the first night you stayed up to 11:00 PM to see him. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes"

You take him to the kitchen and get some leftovers and heat them up. You hand the plate to him. "Thank you."

After he finishes eating you take him to the bathroom to shower the sweat and blood off of him. "Thank you." He says again.

"You're welcome, now get dressed, I'll be waiting."

"Okay"

When he gets dressed and goes to bed, he crawls in.

"Tsukasa?"

"Yes?"

"Do you mind coming home earlier?"

"But Mirai..."

Then he looked at your face..."I'm sorry, I'll come home earlier."

Ukyo

Ukyo had been working late at the office. He hadn't told you why, but you knew. He had been helping anyone he could find. You know he couldn't help it; he loved helping people. But you also loved being loved by him.

When the door finally opened at 12:32, you were sitting on the couch. You had been waiting, and he knew you had been. He comes closer and sits on the couch next to you. "I'm home." He spoke nervously.

"Welcome home." You responded, somewhat cold.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"R...Really?" A pause, a flicker of worry across his eyes. "Why?"

"Well...I'll forgive you if you start coming home earlier."

"I will."

A moment of silence, then Ukyo leaned in and kissed you, something he hadn't done in a couple months.

"U...Ukyo..."

"Sorry, did you not want a kiss?"

"No, I did, I just wasn't expecting it, sorry."

"It's okay, now come here."

Ukyo picks you up into his arms and carries you to the bedroom, he lays you down on the bed. "I'm going to take a shower, once I'm done, I'll come back and we can cuddle, okay?"

"Yes, please..."

Ryusui

Ryusui is your boyfriend. You love him very much, and he loves you too. Ryusui has always desired you, and he used to always say it to you until you couldn't refuse anymore and accepted his love, he was the happiest man alive.

But now, as you watch the clock strike 9:00, you start cleaning up the cold food you didn't eat. You put it in food containers and then in the fridge, you went to the couch and sit. Even though you haven't eaten since lunch, you're not hungry.

You're disappointed. Disappointed in Ryusui. You had texted him earlier, you said, "[Whatever you call him], can we eat dinner together, I'm cooking."

He even responded, saying, "Of course, my love!"

In his defense you never specified a time, but that shouldn't matter. You said you wanted to have dinner, not a midnight snack.

A couple hours later you hear him. He finally got home, saw you, and ran over and kissed you. "Y/N!!"

When you didn't hug him back, he looked confused, "Aren't we having dinner together?"

"No." You glared at him. "It's past 11:00, Ryusui."

"I know...I'm sorry, my love."

"Why? Why would you stay that late if I texted you earlier if we could have dinner together."

"Something happened, I-"

"Too bad."

Ryusui looked hurt and you could see it, "Wait, I'm sorry." You apologized. "I'm just mad because you're never home, and I miss you."

Ryusui hugged you again, this time you hugged back. "I'm sorry, he whispered."

"Just come home earlier, please."